You Must Know The Fences Of My World

my world revolves around a fence
of 'nots'

not this, not that,
think, think a while, no compromises
do not stain a white cloth
do not display a dirty linen of the house
a dropp of ink can make your world dirty
a white sky, pure white sky, why should a black crow fly in there?
don't you make a waste of this clean life you have
this is the world i live in, a planet revolving to the mandate
of its orbits, no deviation, no running away, no escaping
not this, not that
don't do this don't do that

and now i have travelled that far and all wanting to see you
and look at you and hold you
despite the odds despite the rules and the prohibitions

and i ask for a kiss, just a kiss and tell me if you remember

i ask you why?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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